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I am currently in a process of “inner confusion”. It feels like hanging between heaven and earth – still in the process of realising that my brother is no longer there. My mind refuses to fully realise the fact. A protective reaction of my psyche I suppose. Apparently, such a shock can only be absorbed […]

I’m spending a weekend in the Bergisch Country, in a hotel with a large spa area. What I’m particularly looking forward to is lying around in a cosy hotel bathrobe, taking a sauna, whirlpool and steam bath and slumbering on the comfortable hotel loungers. Before I start, I want to take a quick shower opening

I’m learning to be patient these days. Jesus, what a hard thing for me to do. For weeks I’ve been looking for a place to stay in Tel Aviv for the summer months. Through a few local contacts I thought I was safe. But I can’t get the flats I want. And the flats I

The past few weeks have been quite challenging for me. I already described it in my last article. You are not prepared for grief. Grief is like a weed that forces its way through the joints. Persistent, merciless and difficult to regulate. I always take time out to retrace everything and allow this uncomfortable feeling

On December 26th, my brother Christian said goodbye to this life. Just like that. All of a sudden. In his mid-50s. The doctors at the hospital tried to resuscitate him for 40 minutes. Horrible to imagine! As a child, I admired my big brother. He was a really cool guy and I was very proud

The year 2022 is drawing to a close and I look back exhausted on a wild roller coaster ride: curves that are fun, descents that are scary. Loops that I sometimes find cool and sometimes extremely unpleasant. I take it all in — lament the lows and celebrate the highs. And I feel like I’m

A few days ago, I accidentally sent my Tel Aviv September newsletter a second time to my subscribers. Wow, I was so pissed off. Especially at myself, because I obviously triggered the dispatch myself. I just can’t get on with the handling of my new newsletter tool. Nor with the fact that I’m back in

It’s September 25th and I’m sitting in my favourite café in Tel Aviv. The last time I was in this magical place was 11 weeks ago. The fact that I set off again and gave up my yoga retreat in Croatia for it amazes my myself. My alibi: to work remotely from here. In order

After my last two articles just flowed out of me, I feel pretty stuck at the moment. Like a ship that has run aground. It doesn’t go forward and it doesn’t go back. Normally I can rely on new impulses for my blog articles appearing at intervals of 3–4 weeks, which become so concrete after

Jerusalem! My first destination on this sunny July morning is the Mount of Olives, with a view of the Dome of the Rock and the approximately 3000-year-old Jewish cemetery. I have been sitting here for an hour, enjoying this surreal panorama – and the silence inside me. An indescribably beautiful feeling that I have never